Robin of Sun Court

SUN COURT was generally spoken of as one of the worst slums in Plymouth. Its name had been ill-chosen, for the sunlight only peeped into it early in the morning, and then only f...

Robin's voice was full of joy and excitement as he hurried into the kitchen, where his mother was seated close to the window which looked into the court. It was the afternoon su...

"MOTHER, don't you think Robin must have finished his tea by this time? Shall I go downstairs and see? Do let me. Miss Maggs says she doesn't mind my coming into the kitchen."

IT was Sunday afternoon, and old Jasper Blamey sat at his bench in front of the open window. His tools had been put aside out of sight on the previous night, and before him was...

Robin, who had been holding a conversation with old Jasper Blamey through the latter's open window, turned at the sound of his mother's voice addressing him from the doorway of...

IT was about seven o'clock in the evening when Robin, his heart full of bitterness and rage, turned his back on Sun Court. His mind was in a whirl of excitement, and his pale li...

ROBIN was naturally greatly astonished at Dick Farrant's erratic conduct, but it was a relief to find that the lad had gone; for, though he had told him of the robbery, he had h...

Jasper Blamey glanced up from the shoe on which he was engaged in placing a neat piece, and saw a tall, gaunt, elderly woman, clad in rusty black, who had paused directly outsid...

"WHAT do you think of Miss Maggs, Mr. Blamey?" asked Robin, some hours later, as he leaned against the cobbler's window-sill. It was between eight and nine o'clock, and the atmo...

A MONTH had elapsed since Richard Burt had been knocked down by the motor-carriage, which had hurt him so badly that he had lain at death's door for several days and was now onl...

THE month of August had nearly run its course when, one hot afternoon, an old man, spare of figure and bent shouldered, with a knapsack at his back, paused to rest on the little...

IT was Mrs. Burt who took up Dick Farrant's letter. Robin had dropped it as though it had burnt his fingers, and as his mother hastily skimmed through its contents she understoo...